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So I roll up, engine growlin’, all sleek and sexy – Bond, baby! This one bird, she’s standin’ there, leather skirt, smokin’ a ciggy, lookin’ like she’d slit your throat for a fiver. I’m thinkin’, “Witness me!” – she’s got that wild vibe, right? I lean out, all cool, “Fancy a ride, love?” She smirks, hops in, says, “You got caps or you’re wasteland trash?” Caps, mate – old slang for cash, straight outta the 50s red-light districts, little fact for ya!

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It's a chance encounter. A prostitute in Valentine will invite you upstairs to help her dispose of a body. You have to throw it in a pig pen.

First off, I’m an ichthyologist, right? Fish are my jam. But today? Ugh. I had a meeting at the Toride City Hall on Kameido Street. Sounds fancy, huh? But it was just a bunch of bureaucrats talking about fish conservation. Yawn. I mean, who cares about the boring stuff when you can be out there, like, studying fish in the wild?

Cryptococcal Capsules in Cerebrospinal Fluid Visible on Hemocytometer